Here let dead poetry rise once more to life.
What shall one do with the verse, if he knows not That?
Open your mind to what I shall disclose, and hold it fast within you; he who hears, but does not hold what he has heard, learns nothing. Beatrice - Canto V 40-42
Many have justice in their hearts, but slowly it is let fly, for it comes not without council to the bow.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
At this high moment, ability failed my capacity to describe.